Cry About It

Joelle: You know what they say about enemies.

Know the enemy. Keep the enemy close. Outsmart the enemy. Make out with the enemy

Okay, maybe not that last part. And maybe that's what got me in trouble with Vaughan Thompson. But in my defense, he started it. That city boy should have known better than to act a fool in these parts.

I don't get mad. I get even.

Vaughan: None of this would have happened if an armadillo hadn't wrecked my car. That was my welcome home to Maren, Texas. The other half of the welcoming committee was a five-foot-three pile of sass and pure evil. Too bad everyone else in Joelle Reed's life was completely smitten with her. But not me. Jo was the incarnation of evil in a pretty package. A pretty hot package.

I wasn't at fault for what transpired. The she-devil started it.

Contains mature themes.